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The room Jake had been temporarily accommodated to wasn't bad, better than most bunks he and his fellow marines were accustomed to. There was probably half a dozen monitoring devices hidden in various places but that was just his suspicious mind talking. Still, it didn't stop him from checking and undoing what he presumed was some of them. It was small with a single bunk and the interior was a bland, grey colouring and metallic.
What was a great surprise to him whilst he was escorted to this cabin was of the soldiers around the place, the ones without helmets, all had the same face as each other. When he asked why everyone appeared to be identical to one another the answer was quite shocking. They were all clones. It disturbed him to see so many faces having the same features, except for a few distinctive differences like hairstyle and tattoos, and to think that a government used cloned humans for soldiers already said a bit about them.
They told him that his gear would be returned to him soon, minus his weapons for the obvious reasons of security threats and probably research his guns' functions no doubt. The sound of the door opening with a hiss made Jake turn to see two of the clone soldiers walk in, one carrying a box and the other standing guard by the door.
"Here, everything that you're allowed back has been put in this container" The clone said dumping it on top of the bunk.
"Cheers mate" Jake thanked the clone, moving over to the metal box he had placed on the bed. He took off the lid to find what he'd image would be left then just as he was about to take out the contents, the marine noticed that both clones were still in the room "Is there a problem?"
"I've been ordered to check if we hadn't missed anything out that could be considered a threat"
"I'm here because I'm curious" The same one who delivered his stuff said with a shrug of his shoulders.
"Jesus, talk about paranoia" Jake muttered, taking out his PLCE webbing, to no surprise had everything taken out, green camouflage field jacket, mark 7 helmet, Osprey body armour and combat gloves. Under that was his ipod and headphones, two packets of hard gem sweets, a pen and small notepad and his ID tags which he put on as soon as he saw them. He put everything on, except for his helmet and webbing then turned to the staring clone duo after hearing his stomach rumble.
"Is there a mess hall around here?, I feel like my stomach is going to start eating my insides"
"Sure it just down the hall, we'll take you there" The helmetless clone gestured out the cabin.
"Hardcase!" The guard exclaimed snapping his head to his twin
"What?, General Skywalker said to treat our guest with respect and put the incident behind us as a misunderstanding"
"He shot Jesse and knocked out Ringo and Oz, now you wanna buddy up to him?" The guard sounded quite outraged at his fellow soldier's attitude toward him. It didn't come much as a surprise to him since he knew there was going to be some animosity over his action earlier.
"Relax Hex, you'll give yourself an ulcer. Besides I doubt he'll be giving us anymore trouble and if he does we'll just take him down again" This Hardcase bloke waved off to the other clone
"I like to see you try that mate. Your sickbay wouldn't be able to handle the bunch of knocked out idiots who attempt that" Jake folded his arms after the light warning. The clone's laughter was not what hewas expecting as a response
"I like this guy already. The name's Hardcase" The clone offered his hand. Eyeing his outstretched hand with suspicion for sec, he took it as a first sign of peace between them.
"Jake Matthews"
"Well now that we're acquainted let's head for the mess, I'm hungry myself" Hardcase patted Jake on the shoulder, the other clone called Hex shook his head in disbelief.
"This way" He pointed leading the way to the Mess Hall. The corridors they journeyed down had the same pristine, spartan metallic interior that hid away any pipes or equipment ships of the Royal Navy and others around the world would have sticking out. During their way down to the Mess the clone who called himself Hardcase started asking him a few questions.
"What's that insignia on your arm?, I never seen anything like that before" He pointed to the the badges on the top of his sleeve.
"That's of the 42 Commando Royal Marines, 3 Commando Brigade. The best unit of the entire Royal Marine Corps." Jake said with pride, as he glanced down at the famed badge.
"What does that writing say?"
"The top part says Gibraltar, it's an British overseas territory and one of the Marines most famous battle honour. The other is in Latin which translates 'By Land, By Sea'" Jake explained pointing at the different writing stitched into the sleeve "The red and black one is the insignia of 3 Commando Brigade"
"All we have is the blue stripes to show we are of the 501st Legion. We my friend are the best damn fighting force of the whole Grand Army of the Republic" The clone soldier boasted, showing off his own pride for his unit less discreetly than Jake had. The walk to the Mess didn't take very long and when they arrived it was half empty, going silent when they walked in. All eyes trained on Jake, a mix of shock and frowned stares didn't unnerve him for one bit as he scanned around the room and found the soldier he shot holding on to a crutch at the far end of the Mess Hall.
"Is that the bloke I shot?" He asked indicating to the injured trooper.
"Yeah that's Jesse" Hardcase nodded. Jake made his way past the small crowds sitting on long benched tables, being observed by everybody in the room to see what he was up to. They all looked as they were going to leap up and attack him if he made one wrong move.
"You the one they call Jesse right?"
"That's me, what do you want?" Jesse answered, not shifting his glare from him.
"To apologise for that misunderstanding down in the hanger bay that left you limping like a one legged horse. Being stuck on an alien ship with God knows what wondering around does make you do dumb things" Jake explained holding his hand out as a peace offering. The Mess felt quieter than it already did as everyone waited for Jesse's response to his apology. The cloned human looked down at his hand with a quick glance then back to his face, as if he was scrutinising whether or not his apology was genuine. After a few more tense seconds the soldier raised his hand and shook on his.
"It's fine, I accept your apology. I'm just lucky that you're a lousy shot with a blaster" The tension in the room steadily died down and a feeling of relief washed over the Corporal, knowing he didn't have a vengeful trooper on his back. He nodded to everyone at the table then turned to leave, when another clone at the same table called out to him.
"Hey, why don't you and Hardcase come join us when you grab some grub" Jake looked at the said clone soldier, who just shrugged as he lead him to the counter. At first glimpse he didn't know what to make of the square shaped food served to them. scooping up the grub without any knowledge on what it was made from or tasted like. The clones shuffled along the table to make room for him and Hardcase.
"I see you met our company's crazy and our injured friend here. That's Hawk, Splicer and Kix" The same one who had called him over said pointed to each of the occupants.
"And he's Coric, the so called joker of the pack" The one named Kix sarcastically emphasised on the last part, getting a punch on the shoulder by the Coric clone.
"Nice to meet you all, I'm Jake Matthews"
"So where you from Jake?" The tattooed faced one called Splicer asked him, a question no doubt he'll be getting more and more during his stay.
"Earth, well that's the name planet I'm from. The country I originate from is the United Kingdom, that's the blue, red and white flag on my sleeve" He tapped on the colours of his homeland, drawing the attention of the clones to the badge.
"What are the other two?"
"The first one is my unit's insignia the 42 Commando Royal Marines and of the other is the 3 Commando Brigade insignia, it's the brigade we're attached to." He explained to the others, another question he'll be asked repeatedly but didn't mind so much
"You're a Commando?, have you done any special ops where you're from?" Another clone named Hawk pitched in with a question of his own.
"Perhaps but you'd have to understand I'm not going to entertain you with the details" Jake went serious for a moment. He may be slowly accommodating with these clone soldiers but they were still unknowns to him and would no doubt pass on any information he gave to their superiors. He tucked into the cube shaped food in front for the first time, giving it a sceptic look before take a bite out of the strange food. The closest thing he could put the taste to was a lemony beef flavouring, not at all bad for alien food.
"Fair enough. You see we're all from the same legion but some of us are of different branches. Hawk here is a pilot, Kix and Coric are medics and me and Splicer are the lucky troopers that do all the groundwork" Hardcase slapped his hand onto Splicer's shoulder after finishing his statement.
"You forget we're down there with you poodoo for brains. Patching you up every time you rush on a platoon of clankers" The bald headed, scarred clone pointed out, getting a round of laughter from the table
"And don't forget who has to drop your sorry hides in each battle, with flak hitting you in all directions" Hawk intervened on his defence
"You sound like the Chinook pilots back home, however they do have a point." Jake spoke up partially in defence of the pilot.
"What's a Chinook?" Kix asked over the obviously alien name to him
"A troop transporter, guessing it does the same job as your equivalent" He left it at that, not wanting to too much into detail over the widely used tandem rotor helicopter. "Where do you lot come from exactly?. At first I thought you were bunch of Aussies in high tech gear until somebody mentioned you were cloned"
"We're all from the planet Kamnio. We were cloned by the Kaminoans from a Mandalorian bounty hunter called Jango Fett. The long necks breed us, educate and train us for war. We have growth exceleration so it's quicker for us to be throw into combat." The other medic called Kix explained their cloning process. Jake kept his shock to himself at hearing how they were created.
"Wow, sounds like they treat you like crap"
"Most of the long necks see us as nothing more than droids to be wasted. Not everyone treats us with respect though. We're lucky to have the Jedi leading us in this war, especially with the likes of Generals Skywalker and Kenobi who have always treated us fairly and lead by example" Hardcase talked further on, bringing up the names of his interrogators from a few hours before.
"Yeah I met those guys earlier. What is a Jedi exactly?" The question brought speechless expressions from everyone on the table, similar to the ones he used to get if he hadn't seen certain films or the latest TV programmes.
"You don't know what a Jedi is?" Jesse asked entering the conversation for the first time, the same expression of surprise as the other clones around the table.
"Well I'm not from around here and it's the first time I've ever heard of one"
"The Jedi are force wielders and were the peacekeepers and guardians of the Republic before the war. Most of them are high class officers and leaders in the Grand Army like Skywalker and Kenobi. Their Jedi powers have proven to be quite impressive" Kix explained in some detail to the confused Royal Marine. Jake's next question was on what a 'force wielder' was but a feminine voice stopped him from doing so.
"Hey boys" This made all the clone soldiers shoot up to attention, the speed of their movement made Jake jump slightly.
"Commander" They all echoed in unison.
"At ease" It came again sounding amused by the clones actions. When they all sat back down Jake saw for the first time who the voice belonged to and was taken aback by the appearance of a young looking, orange skinned alien girl. Her attire consisted of a short, sleeveless red dress and a triangular shaped cloth with some runes running across the thing, along with burgundy coloured arm bands and gauntlets and black leggings with diamond patterns on the sides. The smile from her face disappeared when she saw him, giving him a curious stare back. The other notable features he took in was her facial markings and the white and blue tentacle growths that grew out of her head, with what appeared to be horns of some sort growing inside.
"Oh uh hello, I didn't expect to find you in here" She said slightly bewildered at his presence.
"We were just chatting with our new friend here Commander. In fact we were just discussing the Jedi" Hawk spoke up first to the alien.
"Really, why?"
"Jake here has no idea what a Jedi is. We were just explaining to him" Kix added in.
"Seriously?. Jedi are well known across the entire galaxy." The girl raised an eye marking at him.
"As I said to this lot I'm not from around these parts so I'd imagine they'll would be many things alien to me" The mentioned of the word alien made the girl wince "Sorry did I say something wrong?"
"No no. So, you don't know about the Jedi?"
"Well we are an isolated people" He replied, knowing he wasn't entirely incorrect in his response. After all, the main reason was nobody or any organistaion on Earth had any spaceships capable of going beyond their own moon "Jake Matthews" He extended his hand out, getting a puzzled glance from the extraterrestrial girl at his gesture.
"You're supposed to shake it Commander" Splicer intervened on the awkward pause around the table.
"Oh right, I'm Ahsoka Tano" She finally introduced herself, shaking his hand with a firm grip.
"Sounds Japanese" Jake wondered aloud at her name.
"What?"
"Uh nothing"
"Care to join us Commander?" Hawk offered to the youngster who eyed the small group surrounding her.
"Sure" Ahsoka accepted taking a seat next to the trooper, making her sitting directly opposite to Jake. Something did bug him however as she sat down.
"How old are you?"
"I'm sixteen" Her answer almost made him choke on his food, gaining the clones attention from his stifled coughed.
"Sixteen! You're sixteen years of age and hold the rank of Commander. Don't you think your a little too young to be fighting in a war?"
"Hey I've been fighting in this conflict for over a year and a half. I think I've done more than enough to earn that rank Corporal, the same way you not doubt got yours" She countered back getting feisty over the remark.
"Perhaps but that doesn't excuse your government to use child soldiers. Where I'm from that's considered a war crime" The astounded marine told the snippy teenager. He was about to ask how she knew his own rank but the fiery teen scoffed at his comment.
"A war crime?. That would be true if the Republic and the Jedi Order did so, but I'm a Padawan learner so I'm not exactly what you may call a normal kid" His tray began to levitated in front of him, leaving him completely flabbergast by the invisible force moving it. At first he looked up to check to see if this wasn't some trick, only to find nothing until he turned back to Ahsoka who was holding a hand up in the air. The tray moved in the same direction her hand was, hovering above him then crashed back down on the table with the cutlery rattling too.
"Bloody hell, what in God's name was that?" The clones around the table chuckled at his bewilderment.
"That was me demonstrating the Force, all Jedi are capable of using it." Ahsoka smirked across from him.
"And the 'Force' is what precisely?" Jake gave a questionable glance over to the alien girl.
"Is what gives the Jedi their powers. The Force is a life force that lives in all living creatures, besides you, and we Jedi can manipulate it. We use it for good and help those across the galaxy who face tyranny and the darkside" Her answer was a simple one but dozens of questions were zooming around his head over it.
"General Skywalker used the force to knocked you on your shebs down in the hangar bay" Hardcase slapped his back, the memory coming back to him now. His back still ached a little from how hard he was thrown back into the steel wall.
"I heard it was chaotic down there before Master Skywalker arrived to help you guys out. Is the leg healing up alright there Jesse?" She asked in concern to the injured soldier.
"It's fine sir, only need this thing for a couple more days then I can get back to fighting those brainless clankers" Jesse's words got a round of approval from all the clones at the table, leaving Jake to eat his grub in peace for half a minute before another popped up again in his direction.
"You're a soldier Jake, are your people fighting anyone at the moment?" Hawk asked drawing everyone's attention back to him. They waited intently for him to answer
"This tastes pretty good, what is it?" Jake tried to change the subject, only getting groans and sighs in return
"Come on, tell us" Splicer kept on in his ear like a pestilent child.
"Kind like beef and fruit"
"Why so evasive Corporal?" Ahsoka persisted locking her sky blue eyes on to his green ones. It turned into a type of staring competition between them, neither one budging or blinking to gain an edge over the other. This got the clones around the table a little nervous over the intensity of their stares, so Coric butted in to ease the tension.
"Get a room you two" The clones all laughed at the medic's jokey comment, only to be silenced when Jake and Ahsoka eerily at the same time turned their heads to Coric with a brow raised. To say the least it did unnerve the clone medic a touch.
"So uh Jake, how did you become a Royal Marine was it?" This time it was who Hardcase tried breaking the ice.
"I joined up when I was nineteen, my grandad was a big influence on that decision" Jake told them breaking from his glare and started finishing off the rest of the food on his tray.
"How so?"
"Well I'm from a family who have served in the British Armed Forces at some point in their lives. My grandfather was as a Royal Marine during the Korean War and the confrontation with Indonesia. My dad joined the Army, much to my grandad's annoyance, and fought in the First Gulf War and did a bit of peacekeeping in Bosnia. When I made the choice to join the Marines it was my dad's turn to be pissed and my grandad was quite cheerful to say the least." Talking about his family suddenly made Jake halt his speaking and freeze. All of his fellow marines, friends, family and girlfriend were all back in the UK and had no clue as to what has happened to him.
"Is something wrong Jake?" Kix nudged him, seeing that he had zoned out.
"I'm ok... just thinking about home that's all" He sat up and reached into one of his chest pockets, checking to see it's contents hadn't been removed. A small sigh of relief escaped him when he saw the two photos were still in there.
"What have you got in there?" One of the clones asked him
"Something personal" Jake left it at that, thankfully everyone on the table didn't persist further. A rush of different emotions began to flood through Jake as his thoughts lingered on home and everybody he may never see again "I'm done for the day lads" He pushed his tray out, having the sudden lack of appetite grip him.
Everyone exchanged glances around the table over the awkward moment that settled over them. That was until Hardcase made a spoke up.
"I've got an idea" That got all the clones groaning in response to the hyperactive trooper.
"No Hardcase, whatever it is no!" Jesse shook his head with a look of worry.
"Oh come on, all I was going to suggest was going down to the shooting range to blow off some steam" The clone soldier tried coming off as innocent but the looks from all his clone brethren said otherwise.
"You always want to blow off steam you crazy kriff" Coric shook his head with an eye roll.
"Ah don't listen to these boring fools. So what do say?" Jake didn't take long to think over Hardcase's idea
"Yeah why not, sitting in a room all day can really drive you up the wall" The phrase was lost on them for second but Hardcase just shrugged.
"Anyone else?"
"Count me out, I want to make sure that have I least one leg operational" Jesse stood up placing the crutch under his arm
"I've got to finish off the reports from the last battle" Kix came up with his excuse.
"I haven't even started yet" Coric pipped in, his fellow medic shaking his head in disbelief.
"What about you Splicer, Hawk?"
"Nah I'm gonna check on with the others down in the hangar bay. Our new friend here did a number on a few of our fighters" Hawk narrowed his eyes at Jake, who only gave a sheepish grin.
"I'll come along" Splicer got up from the table followed by a cheerful Hardcase and Jake, more glad that he had something to keep his mind off home.
"So will I" The unexpected voice of the alien girl stopped the trio in their tracks. They all turned around to the young Jedi walking over to them "Someone has to make sure our friend here doesn't get any funny ideas" She said, her eyes focusing on the marine. In return Jake rolled his eyes then motioned for Hardcase to lead the way. On the way there Jake took in more of the 'ship'. He hadn't yet seen anything that proved it to be a starship or seafaring, so far all of it was, was the same dull grey and white halls and metal framework.
Clones and other personnel had been staring at him as they went by, though it was the alien who was watching with an eagle eye on the way to the shooting range. He glanced back a couple of times to see her sky blue eyes scanning him for any hostile action but Jake was not going to give her the pleasure, instead listening to the chin wagging of the clone soldiers.
They entered a another lift and on the way down, Jake finally turned to the young Jedi.
"Am I really that interesting?"
"Do all the troopers from where you're from speak to their superiors the way you do, Corporal?" Ahsoka ignored his question and countered with one of her own.
"Nope, we treat all our superiors with the respect their rank gives them. However I still find it hard to believe you in your case, Commander" Jake gave the same level tone in response.
"She's telling the truth Jake. we've served with Commander Tano on many battlefields, she's done more than enough to earn that title" Hardcase entered the conversation, giving his support to the teenager who gave a smug smile in return. Ignoring her on the rest of the quick journey, Jake followed them out of the lift and took a ganders around the room he came into.
The armoury looked no different to the ones back home, the weapons were all neatly stacked up against the wall and came in different types and classes. The most common around the places was the gun he took off the guards in his escape attempt and amongst them were guns that were ridiculously long, reminding him of the old muskets used in the Napoleonic Wars. There was also what he guessed to be rocket launchers and weapons that had close resemblance to a minigun, then he saw his own rifle and sidearm lying out on the table in the centre of the room grabbed his immediate attention.
Walking over to the table he went to pick the guns up, only to see in the corner of his eye Ahsoka watching his every move. Her hand suddenly moved to one of the cylinder objects on her waist that were almost identical to the ones carried by the other Jedi from earlier , watching him for any actions that would be considered unfriendly.
"Here Jake take this" He shifted around to see Hardcase holding out one of the common guns in the armoury to him. With his hand still hovering his own weapons, Jake glanced over at Ahsoka and took both the offered gun and his rifle with him as he followed the clones into the shooting range.
"What you are holding there my friend is a DC-15S blaster. It can fire 100 shots a cartridge and contains both stun settings and a grappling cable. It's the standard issue blaster of all troops in the Grand Army of the Republic and most favoured. Doesn't pack the punch my Z-6 blaster cannon does but it's reliable." Hardcase finished giving the detailed description of the weapon in Jake's hand. It did sound pretty impressive, also answering why the thing had kept on firing in the skirmish down in the hangar bay for so long.
"What the military wouldn't do to get there hands on these" He though silently regarded the gun, noting it's similar appearance to the disused Sterling submachine gun and it's light weight compared to his rifle.
"What's that thing you got there?" Splicer pointed down to his own weapons.
"Oh this?. It's a L85A2 assault rifle or commonly knowns as an SA80. It can fire up to 30 5.56mm rounds a magazine and fire over 1000 metres. attached to it is an ELCAN telescopic sight and an AG36 40mm grenade launcher. This can really bugger up your day" Jake spoke fondly of the weapon he had been using in various places around the world.
"It's a slugthrower?. Pretty ancient piece of hardware" Came a mocking remark from Hardcase.
"Perhaps by your standards maye. Energy should stick with powering homes and cars not in weapons of war" The marine bantered with the pair.
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Ahsoka watched from the view window the exchange between Hardcase and the newcomer over the weapons in their possession. She was reluctant to let the mysterious guest handle a weapon but he didn't appear to show any threatening behaviour. Besides, he was in there with Hardcase and Splicer so she doubted he would try anything funny. They were still comparing their blasters when she heard the door open behind her, in walking a familiar clone Captain.
"Hey Rex" She greeted him as he stopped beside her in his usual full kit armour.
"Commander, I heard from Jesse that Hardcase had brought the unknown trooper to the armoury." Captain Rex informed her, sounding reasonable alarmed at what he was told most likely from one of the other clones.
"It's fine Rex, I'm keeping an eye on them" She assured the worried clone officer. The pair watch the clone troopers and the marine talk and answer questions about each weapon respectively.
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"Alright how about a competition?. Twenty credits says you can't take out as many targets as I can in thirty seconds"
"Well I don't have any money on me if that's what Credits are, so hows about I give you twenty pounds if you win and if your people find my world" He offered in exchange to the challenge.
"Twenty pounds of what?"
"Oh sorry, that's the name of my country's currency" Jake explained, realising he had let slip another bit of information
"Kind of an odd name, very well everyone at the ready" Hardcase lined up in one of the booths and Jake stood in the one right to the clone, as Splicer stood in the left booth. Forgetting to ask what it was they were shooting at his answer came quickly, an image popping out from the side of the wall of a target shaped like a robot. The whine of one of the blasters went off next to him and didn't take long to know it was Hardcase.
"Too slow my friend" He boasted, causing Jake to narrow his eyes a little then switched the SA80 to semi auto setting. Keeping his eyes peeled for the next target, the marine eyes scanned the range until another target popped up. Squeezing the trigger and his eyes piercing down the ECLAN optics, the familiar bark of the rifle echoed in his ears as the bullets shot out of the barrel and fired toward the target quicker than any of them could blink. The target went down and in the corner of his eye he could see both Hardcase and Splicer flinched at the noise.
"Kriff! are your weapon creators deaf?" Splicer complained rubbing his ear from the loud
"Well that's what a weapon should do mate. Roar, not whine like some spoiled little brat" Jake said in jest, not keeping his eyes off the range. Grumbles from the clones meant that the competition was on a new level, more on pride rather than a money bet. The set clock counted down and different targets showed themselves from different angles and speeds, only to be quickly put down again by laser bolts or bullets. Admittedly, Jake could see the drawback on his kinetic weapon in terms of ammo capacity knowing that the magazine was soon to run out and the clone's blasters could shoot on even with a fresh clip in the feed.
Lucky for him the klaxon went off, signalling the end of their little competition.
"That was fun what did you get?" Hardcase asked with a grin
"Seven, you?" Splicer gave his estimate, not sounding too pleased
"Hah, twelve. So what about you Jake?" The smug look not fading at all from the crazy clone
"Seventeen" Jake said in a straight face, struggling to suppress the smile that was threatening to break as the stunned clone smugness withered away.
"Oh come on tell the truth, you never got seventeen" Hardcase persisted clearly not wanting to admit defeat.
"One-seven mate" The marine shrugged as he switched on the safety and gripped on to the SA80's handle bar.
"I don't believe you"
"He is telling the truth Hardcase" A new voice entered in the argument "I counted all to make sure none of you would cheat at the end" Turning to see the voice's owner, Jake saw another clone only this one appeared to more authoritative and wore what looked like a skirt of some sort at the back of his white and blue armour.
"If you say so sir" Hardcase slumped in defeat "I'll pay you when we arrive on Coruscant" He said with little enthusiasm at paying up.
"Hey Jake, do you mind if I try out one of your slugthrowers?" Splicer requested but before he could say anything, the new bloke spoke first.
"The Generals have requested his presence and no Splicer, you can't mess around with weapons we have little to no knowledge of" He told him, getting a muttered 'yes sir' in response.
"And you are?" Jake queried to newcomer.
"Captain Rex, leader of Torrent Company, 501st Legion" Rex stated in an tone of authority, standing straight with his hands behind his back "Generals Skywalker and Kenobi request that you come with me to the Bridge"
Seeing it as chance to prove the little alien teen he had respect for authority and curiosity for why he was summoned, he obeyed.
"Yes sir" Jake gave a quick salute then moved passed the clone officer and placed his weapons on the centre table as sign of co-operation. He had to wait for a minute from what he could understand was the clone soldiers in the room getting a lecture from their superior over being lax with protocol. Jake was inspecting one of the long rifles, when the Captain finally finished giving Hardcase and Splicer an earful.
"Let's go Corporal"
"Yes Captain" He replied following him into the lift with Commander Ahsoka in tow and to find out what these Jedi Generals wanted.